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[kayakking]

YET ANOTHER PSL AU POST BECAUSE WE ARE MONSTERS.



LITERALLY.


Kinda the premise.

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[eyediot]

Well... No.

[Eye and all.]

[secreteary]

Hm. [ yeah, whoops. ]

I know a couple of poorly kept secrets of yours.

[ he leans in, and whispers dramatically: ]

For example, I happen to know...that you're adorable.

[eyediot]

[He leans in but-]

I'm not.

[secreteary]

You are. I have it on good authority. From multiple sources, even.

[eyediot]

You're biased and Tim enjoys any chance to see me squirm.

[secreteary]

So? I'm going to say it as many times as I have to for you to accept it.

[eyediot]

This is emotional warfare, I hope you realize.

[secreteary]

[ shrugs, grinning. ]

It's for a good cause, I think.

[eyediot]

I'm sure.

Just remember I can always return the favor.

[secreteary]

[ spider senses tingling ]

O-oh?

[eyediot]

I know you, Martin.

[secreteary]

N-now, see, that's not fair, I only have the noblest of intentions...

[eyediot]

A likely story, Mr. Blackwood.

[secreteary]

[ well!!! ]

If you keep this up, Mr. Sims, there will be no present for you. I will rescind your right to it.

[eyediot]

What-

Why do I have presents?

[secreteary]

...It's Christmas?

[eyediot]

...R-right. Of course.

[Sloooow exhale.]

Sorry, I'm still... getting used to being here. I wasn't expecting anything.

[secreteary]

[ there's a little sadness behind Martin's smile, but it's mostly soft and fond as he places one hand over Jonah's, still holding his mug. ]

You're wanted and you're loved, Jonah. Of course you're getting presents.

[eyediot]

...All right.

[It's all he can muster to that. It's such an honest, sincere declaration. He can't argue it.]

[secreteary]

[ gently: ]

I could give you one now, if you'd like.

[eyediot]

I- Isn't it customary to wait? I'm all right with waiting.

[secreteary]

Sure, but you've got more than one, so...no harm in just doing one early.

[eyediot]

It's all right, I can wait. I don't mind.

[secreteary]

[ for a tiny fraction of a second, Martin looks a little put out. he smooths it away easily enough ]

Christmas Eve, then.

[ he leans against Jonah only enough to be comfortably and affectionately shoulder to shoulder. ]

We're all glad you're here. I'm really happy that you're here.

[eyediot]

[He's still getting used to Tim being so affectionate, let alone two Martins. He lets him lean in to that shoulder.]

I'm-- Thank you.